Marriage is Because of Trust
In the closet

Ilker was already standing in front of the room door. He immediately held the door knof and opened it.

Jeglex!

The door opened for a moment, then she stepped in, turned to the dresser and put her phone right next to her favorite perfume.

Suddenly the sound of his phone rang. He who wants to go into the bathroom stops his steps, reflexes he turns lightly approaching the roulette.

"Asil," he said quietly as his two eyeballs stared at the flaming phone screen. He picked it up and put it on his left ear.

📱"How are you guys?" ask Asil directly from behind the phone. "Looks like there's some good news today for me? I can finally talk to you," Asil said from behind the phone in a happy-mixed tone of voice when he found out Ilker picked up his phone. "Tomorrow there was no spring or winter" he said, recalling their story in London.

📱"It seems, all seasons are on 'me at the moment. They come and go near me" continued Ilker, silently shutting his mouth. He no longer continued his talk. He just looked straight at the mirror. Looking towards the photo of the bride and groom hanging on the wall clearly plastered inside the mirror.

📱"Hahaha," Asil laughed off the phone. "Do you have free time tonight?" Asil continued his question from behind the phone.

📱"Hm! I have a visit tonight. There was a successful businessman, he again held a great event. So, tonight! The big party has been waiting for me. Hence, I must get there immediately," continued Ilker while opening the hand-cover bandage slowly and carefully.

📱"All right! I won't bother you anymore. Now go where you want with all your heart. But don't forget! Tomorrow we'll talk. We have not held an event for a long time" Asil said from behind the phone.

📱"OK! All righty! I'll come tomorrow . If I had free time. I'll take the time to meet you at the cafe" Ilker replied directly, staring at his face that looked flat in the mirror.

📱"Hmm! Okay fine! Then I won't force you today. After all we are not, as before," said Asil explained. "We used to be outside. Berfoya-foya spends money. From morning until night. Not infrequently we are often taken by both our parents," he continued from behind the phone.

📱"Hm! That why? I no longer like running around. Once I'm an adult and already aged enter the head of three. I was, consciously. If the life I live, like it used to be very bad," continued Ilker, turning his body half-slanted to see the clock that has rotated far away.

Asil just kept quiet. Not a word is heard anymore. The phone that was still on was then turned off by Ilker because the friend was no longer heard replying.

He put the phone back into place. Turn the body continues the step to go back into the bathroom. He was also impatient to be present at the party soon. In the bathroom he took off his clothes in a hurry and turned on the shower.

The streams of water flowing from above soaked all over his body seemed to relax his tired mind due to the piling up trouble. He then rubbed his head so as to neutralize his tense nerves. Rubbing the face gently, using a face wash soap that removes dirt and dead skin cells. Next, he put liquid soap into a sponge that has been wet and then rub it all over the body so that the body that was sweating and smell due to boxing games has now been fragrant and fresh.

After a long time he was in the bathroom wetting his whole body. It was time to go out and open the door. Take a towel folded in the basket exactly neatly arranged in the corner of the wall adjacent to the sink wash face, put it on and then out walk to the closet and open it instantly.

The deg!

Suddenly he was a little surprised to see the clothes folded on some of the closet shelves were empty. Ilker directly inspected the inside of the clothes rack covered by the folded clothes. But what he saw remained the same. Some old Dhyia clothes were no longer visible inside the folds.

"Really! Please come up to my room!" tell Ilker from inside the voice recorder. Rotating body walk into dressing room carrying suit.

True who was lying on the bed immediately tilted his head and turned to look at the recording device attached to the wall of the room next to the wardrobe.

She immediately moved while picking up the hijab located next to the pillow. "Well sir," she said, wearing a headscarf and opening the door.

Rana, who had long entered the room, was surprised when she heard her brother calling the assistant from the voice recorder attached to the wall of her room. "Why is Brother calling Right? Does your brother need anything?" ask him to himself. Rushing opened the door and looked towards the door of the room the man was calling from behind the recorder. Twisting the two eyeballs frantically looked towards the assistant who was seen climbing the stairs with hurried steps mixed with misgivings.

Rana immediately followed the assistant by secretly mixed with worry from behind with a considerable distance.

Right then stood in front of the door of the room that was already open. "Yes Sir. Does the Master need anything?" true Tanya, looked at the man who had already come out of the dressing room.

Ilker who tidied up the tie, turned the body directly in the Right direction. "Bi, last night Aunt saw Dhyia leave, didn't she?" tanyanya.

"Did Dhyia say something to Auntie?" ask Ilker back.

"There is no sir. The madam only said that at her relatives' house there was an event," Benar replied back in a soft and cautious tone of voice.

"Don't Auntie say, "If she's from an orphanage?" ask Ilker a little surprised. Tidying up the sleeves of the shirt he was wearing.

"Yes Sir. The lady is from the orphanage. But the Madam also had close relatives," True replied with a trembling gurgling feeling every time she confronted the man's master.

Ilker continued to wear the suit he had prepared for tonight's party. He let out a long sigh when he heard the story of the assistant who had started to age. "Now go downstairs!" teh Ilker turned his head and looked at Benar who was standing straight by crossing the two fingers in front of the door.

"Good Sir. Excuse me first," said True with a relieved heart, turning the body back.

Sontak Rana who hid behind the second floor roof support pole was slightly shifted to cover himself so as not to be seen by the woman who just came out down the stairs.

"Aren't you thinking about that woman?" Rana asked herself as her ears listened to the middle-aged man and woman.

The look on his face changed immediately when he heard the words of the man who was getting ready in the room that he did not like. He spontaneously twisted his body and a veil of hateful face left his hiding place to enter the room.

"It turns out, Big Brother is still thinking about that woman! By way of secretly he turned out to look for it," said Rana sebal holding the door knof and then closed it.

The man who seemed to tidy up with a coat stelan also took a cellphone and a car key located on the nightstand. He closed the door and went down with his long legs.

"Sir Altan!" He called out loud as he reached the bottom floor standing near the end of the stairs. Turning obliquely half his body gazed towards the kitchen space visible from the dividing door between the middle room and the kitchen space although the distance was quite far.

At the dinner table, Mr. Altan who was enjoying dinner was surprised and put the rice he held back into the plate.

"Yes Sir!" sahut pak Altan a little hard, got up from the chair and ran over to the man who shouted while muttering in his heart. "I never had a drink again!" his inner.

The deg!

Suddenly the two feet that were running with vigor stopped instantly, as both eyeballs stared at the tip of the shoe that was lightning on the floor.

"Yes Sir. What's up?" Balin asked again.

"Tonight I'm going out" said Ilker with both eyes sharp without answering any questions from the gardener.

Mr. Altan who met the man who had been waiting for a long time. "Okay sir," he said immediately hurriedly turning the body. He who had understood the meaning of the man's gaze immediately walked swiftly towards the door.

The man who was in a hurry then came out with both hands holding a cellphone and car keys. Passing through the gardener carried by the flow of perfumes.

"Oh, yes sir." Ilker turned back and swung his two legs standing upright staring at the half-old man who wanted to close the door. "Please tell Rana! If I have business tonight" he asked with full hope, leaving the man who opened the door alone.

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